I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 149 Chapter 146

Walking out of the Chicago International Airport, Lu Mingfei received a notification from Norma—the private jet that took him to Kassel College had arrived.

After hearing Norma tell him the location of the private jet with an intellectual voice and seeing it with his own eyes, Lu Mingfei immediately admired Kassel College.

Private jet!
If he read correctly, this thing should be a Boeing 767, right?
The official quotation of Boeing 767 is nine figures!Still dollars!
At this moment, Lu Mingfei deeply realized his poverty.

Fortunately, he used to be complacent about his savings of less than 100 million US dollars. Even if his net worth increased by a hundred times, he still couldn't afford such a private jet!
Walking into this steel eagle worth hundreds of millions with a shocked face, Lu Mingfei saw that the door of the cockpit was open and wanted to say hello to the pilot.

Then the pilot in the driver's seat turned his head, revealing a big beard and a white cap without a brim.

Heck!

Lu Mingfei's hair suddenly turned cold, and he said to himself, I know that the atmosphere in the United States is open, but is it a bit too open to let people dressed like this into the plane, or the cockpit of the plane? !
Lu Mingfei really wanted to ask the pilot uncle, are you going to take me to hit the Pentagon?You're going to hit me with both hands and feet to support you, but before we take off, can you put the little brother down first?I'm still underage!

Fortunately, the pilot with a big beard and a white cap didn't grin at Lu Mingfei and then shouted "Allah Akbar" and took off to Virginia, and even took the initiative to speak to him in Chinese .

"Hello, classmate, you are Lu Mingfei, right?"

This bearded man spoke authentic Chinese, and even had a slight accent from the southern Fujian region, so that Lu Mingfei wondered if he had been to southern Fujian.

"Yes, yes, yes," although the uncle didn't look like he was going to drag him into the Pentagon, but considering that he was on the plane after all, Lu Mingfei still showed a considerable degree of respect for him, and even said Teacher, "I am Lu Mingfei, hello teacher!"

"Don't call me teacher," the bearded man waved his hand, "Just call me Researcher Duran."

"researcher?"

Lu Mingfei was taken aback.

"Yes, I'm a researcher from the Kassel Equipment Department," Researcher Duran nodded, "The deputy director asked me to pick you up."

"One of your researchers came in person?" Lu Mingfei was flattered, "The time of a researcher like you should be precious, right?"

"Originally," Dulan nodded, and then he clenched his fist and slammed the turning handwheel, "but recently I was ordered not to conduct project research for a week because of a small mistake!"

"It's okay, it's okay," Lu Mingfei comforted, "Anyone will make a small mistake, it's only a week, it will pass soon..."

Lu Mingfei's comfort froze on his lips.

He suddenly remembered that both the vice principal and Teacher Pan had emphasized to him more than once that the people in the equipment department were a bunch of lunatics.

So here comes the problem, among a group of "lunatics", he was ordered to ban research for a week because of a small mistake...

This "little little mistake"... What kind of mistake is it?

Lu Mingfei decided not to ask this frightening question.

"Damn it! Obviously I'm about to start the latest weapon transformation project, and these bastards actually put me together!"

As if to vent his emotions, Researcher Duran punched the dashboard hard, and Lu Mingfei felt that every punch he hit was on his own heartbeat.

"With the liberty to ask, what is your latest weapons modification project?"

After all, Lu Mingfei couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked proactively.

"That's the big guy," Researcher Duran slapped the dashboard, his eyes sparkling with excitement, "I'm going to transform him into a high-altitude bomb equipped with refined sulfur and alchemy fragments with neurotoxins, and modify the engine. Finally, with its speed, it can completely catch up with the third-generation species in flight and carry out zero-distance blasting, with a probability of 80.00% [-]..."

"Well...if it explodes, what should the driver do?"

Lu Mingfei weakly raised his hand and asked.

"Our original plan was to use self-driving..."

Researcher Duran's answer made Lu Mingfei heave a sigh of relief.

"But after comparing the data, it is difficult for the current autopilot technology to catch up with a flexible flying three-generation species," Researcher Duran patted his seat, "So we are going to add an ejection function to the driver's seat!"

"What if the pilot is covered by the explosion range after ejection? After all, such a large aircraft must carry a large amount of explosives, right? The explosion range should be large, right?"

Lu Mingfei was worried about the safety of the driver.

"It doesn't matter," Researcher Duran waved his hand, "We have prepared an identity plate made of memory alchemy metal for the driver. After the nameplate is recycled, it can completely set up a tomb!"

Lu Mingfei: ...

Is it too late for me to get off the plane now?
……

Inside Kassel College, on the small airport.

Lu Mingfei stepped off the plane in a nonchalant manner, and the researcher Dulan behind him took the initiative to wrap his arms around his neck and asked in concern, "What's the matter, Mingfei? Are you airsick?"

"It's okay." Lu Mingfei shook his head palely, "I'm just a little scared."

"Scared? Are you afraid of heights?"

Researcher Duran asked suspiciously.

"No," Lu Mingfei said blankly, "I was afraid of the 'Allahhu Akbar' you yelled halfway through the flight."

"Tell me the truth, did our academy participate in the collision with the Pentagon?"

Lu Mingfei looked disillusioned.

"Absolutely not!" Researcher Duran looked extremely serious, "The Academy and the Equipment Department will never do such a thing!"

"That's good, at least we are not terrorists..."

Before Lu Mingfei finished speaking, Researcher Duran said proudly: "If the academy and the equipment department took action, it would definitely not even have a complete wall left if it was blown up. How could it be possible to blow up only half of it? This is A humiliation to the professional capabilities of our equipment department!"

Lu Mingfei covered his face: "Okay, I understand, you don't need to say any more."

"By the way, why did you mention this all of a sudden? Do you want to blow it up too?" Researcher Duran said with a smile, "It just so happens that we recently developed a new type of N2 landmine..."

"Which EVA studio did you come in from?!"

……

With his young heart riddled with holes, Lu Mingfei walked into the equipment department under the leadership of Researcher Du Lan, and Lu Mingfei was ready to run away at any time.

The vice principal was right, the equipment department is full of lunatics!A group of lunatics who cannot be judged by common sense!
Determined to get the alchemy weapon and run away immediately, Lu Mingfei followed Researcher Duran into a place similar to a warehouse, but the walls of the warehouse are all metal.

The warehouse is full of all kinds of cold weapons, Japanese samurai swords, medieval European knight swords and six-leaf hammers, Chinese horse-cutting knives and Han Bafang, modern triangular army thorns and butterfly knives...

A chilling and bloody aura rushed towards his face, making Lu Mingfei feel a little solemn about it... no wonder!

Who can explain to him what is the man standing among the weapons and wearing an Arab robe eating pancakes?

Isn't there even a normal person in the equipment department? !

wrong!Are there normal people in this damn school? !
(End of this chapter)